Well, somehow I managed to get a whole (continuous) 3 1/2 hours of sleep. Even with Glo messing up her pills yet again and troubleshooting a defective BiPap machine all night for someone that for some reason can't even reach up and turn a light on by himself now. I should have been happy for my record sleep night but I woke up thinking about this...
I came home last night to the sight of that in front of the neighbors yard, which didn't make me happy - even with my love of all things BIG RIG.
First it was the BBQ and lighter fluid outside the front door and then a white trash recliner at the top of our side of the hill for a week. All of their cardboard boxes they throw outside blew in the yard the last couple days and when they were putting their children into their shitty ass van they looked over and didn't even pick anything up... Now I have to potentially risk getting in and out of the driveway (more than I already do) with my view completely blocked by this friggin truck. Is their some ordinance on parking commercial vehicles? I'm hoping this isn't an everyday (or should I say overnight for some trucking lingo??) occurrence.
I think it's time to call the mayor of this town. What's his name again?
On a side note - remember when trucker hats were really in... thanks in part to these boys?
I seriously thought I was being punked last night at Glo's... like Ashton was going to jump out and be like - she's just playing - she totally gets this self explanatory, perfectly marked, ingenious way you set up her pill taking routine! Really - if I didn't know Allen Funt was dead I would think he was trapped under her sink or something - waiting to come out and tell me I was on Candid Camera. ;-)